Chapter 1715 Lamborghini Chicken

The tray brought by Su Ruoyan contained a dark brown soup cup. The soup cup was very deep, about as deep as an upright palm.

The dark brown soup cup was tightly covered, not to mention the heat, even the aroma was not exposed at all.

Su Ruoyan put away the tray, gently pushed the soup cup in front of Zong Mo, and then said: "Boss Zong, your red date black chicken soup is here, please use it slowly."

As soon as these words came out, the diners in the store craned their necks and looked over.

You must know that this is the final winner of this event.

Looking at the dark brown soup cup in front of him, Zong Mo was not a shy person and directly stretched out his hand to pinch Ergai in the soup cup.

Instantly, a burst of white gas came out of the soup cup. Due to the characteristics of Yuanzhou's shop, others could not smell the fragrance.

Only Zong Mo could do it, so everyone looked at Zong Mo who narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly became envious.

The diners inside the store and those queuing up outside were naturally envious, but they could restrain themselves, after all, they would be able to drink it soon.

But those who were not in line today and were reluctant to leave felt uncomfortable. They could only stand at the door and look in cautiously.

"Tsk tsk, it's just a lid lift. Don't be so exaggerated. The ones in front are out of the way, and the ones behind are invisible."

"I want to smell it too, it looks delicious."

"That's right, I wonder what the soup with this name would taste like?"

"It smells so good, I really want to try it."

"Who doesn't want to stand here and think nonsense, but we didn't get a spot in line."

As soon as this was said, the diners who surrounded the door and were reluctant to leave sighed. They didn't know why one of the young men smelled the fragrance outside the door. Maybe he was hallucinating.

So far, as far as Yuan Zhou knows, there is only one beast that can ignore the black technology of the system - the black beast!

In fact, in other restaurants, it is impossible to see this kind of thing. You can't eat anything and you are still looking at it at the door. But in Chef God's shop, it is very normal, because many people do this.

Many times, whether something is normal or not depends not on the thing itself, but on the number of people doing it. Soon, the eyes of the diners watching the excitement at the door were attracted to Zong Mo again.

Because Zong Mo reached out and brought the soup closer.

With a startled glance, everyone saw the clear soup in the dark brown soup cup, with bright red dates floating on the surface of the soup.

Everyone just felt a little strange, how come the chicken soup was so clear, with not even a speck of oil on it, but Zong Mo, who was in front of the chicken soup, felt deeply.

The rich aroma of chicken soup rushed straight into the tip of the nose as soon as the lid was opened, followed closely by the faint aroma of red dates as the soup cup was brought closer.

"It's so delicious." Zong Mo sighed, plucked his hair, and carefully moved it back to avoid blocking his sight.

After finishing this, Zong Mo lowered his head and looked into the soup cup.

When you look closely at the dark brown soup cup, you can see that it is made of fine purple sand. After the delicate purple sand is burned, you can see that it is actually a beautiful red mud-brown color.

"This purple clay is really good." As an antique shop owner, Zong Mo still knows something about purple clay.

After all, some antiques are made of purple sand.

"In other restaurants, if they don't do it anymore, the pots and pans are still a burden. If you're lucky, you can find a new owner to take over. If you're not lucky, it's hard to sell them second-hand. But Boss Yuan doesn't do it anymore. The pots and pans... well, mine are mine anyway. You can't eat in the store." Zong silently calculated his net worth.

Not wanting these things to be useless, Zong Mo first saw the soup cup, and then the soup inside. Just like what the diners outside the door saw, the soup was clear and could be seen clearly at a glance.

"Huh?" It was the sight of the soup that made Zong Mo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

Because there are a few pieces of dark and even metallic-colored chicken lying in the bottom of the soup, the meaty flavor is faintly revealed, with an alluring aroma.

"Isn't this a cuckold?" Zong Mo looked up in surprise and asked.

"It's a black-bone chicken." Yuan Zhou's affirmative voice came out through the mask.

"But it's not an ordinary cunt." Zong Mo put his chopsticks into the soup and looked through it.

Said with certainty.

This time Yuan Zhou didn't say anything, just nodded and continued cooking.

"Of course this is not an ordinary black-bone chicken, it is a chicken comparable to a Lamborghini." Yuan Zhou secretly complained. When he learned the origin of this chicken from the system, he made the usual complaint that humans are inferior to chickens.

In fact, if you stay with the system for a long time, you will slowly find that not only are you inferior to chickens, you are inferior to pigs, inferior to cows, inferior to ducks, and even inferior to crayfish...

At this time, other diners in the store also got their own portions of red date and black-bone chicken soup, and there were many surprised voices.

"This chicken is so dark."

"Yeah, why is it so dark?"

"Even the black-bone chicken seems to have black meat, but the bones are a normal color."

"Boss Zong doesn't know what kind of black-bone chicken this is. It doesn't look like our common black-bone chicken?" The person who asked the question was the gentle man with glasses.

"Unfortunately, I actually know this chicken." Zong Mo didn't show off and said directly.

But before speaking, Zong Mo carefully picked up the chopsticks, licked the remaining chicken soup on them, and sighed with satisfaction before speaking again.

This is not surprising. The diners who eat at Yuanzhou's small restaurant have always been particular about discreet behavior, so naturally they will not let go of the soup on the spoons and chopsticks.

"If I guessed correctly, this chicken should be Simani black chicken." Zong Mo said.

"Simani chicken? It doesn't sound like it comes from our country." The gentle man with glasses said.

"It is indeed not from our country." Zong Mo nodded and continued: "This is the Javanese region of Indonesia. It is a modern chicken breed."

"That's quite a distance." The gentle man with glasses said.

"Not only is it far away, but this chicken is also expensive." Zong Mo said with certainty.

"The reason why this Simani chicken looks like this is because of a genetic mutation that occurred in their ancestors 800 years ago. This mutation caused their fibropigmentation to proliferate, thus promoting the proliferation of melanocytes. This made this chicken from The outer feathers, chicken bones, chicken tongue, and comb are all a beautiful jet black color.”

"Of course, the blood of this chicken is not black, but deep red, and its eggs are not black, but off-white. These are the only two places on the chicken that are not black." Zong Mo spread his hands. road.

"No wonder the meat looks so dark." The diners sitting and those outside the door nodded.

Only Zong Mo watched Yuan Zhou serving the dishes and spoke again: "Boss Yuan, may I ask if this is Simani black chicken?"

Yuan Zhou nodded and said: "It is a specially bred Ximani edible black-bone chicken."

"Sure enough, it's this kind of chicken." Zong Mo nodded and then gave Yuan Zhou a thumbs up and said: "Boss Yuan is really generous. Using this chicken to stew soup costs 450 yuan a piece. Now it's only 225 yuan on discount. It's really a promotional event. , this is a huge investment."

Before Yuan Zhou spoke, the diners on the side looked at Zong Mo curiously, with expressions on their faces that wanted to hear.

Seeing everyone like this, Zong Mo naturally said without hesitation: "This chicken is not a food chicken in the first place. After all, the chicks of this chicken will cost two hundred dollars. It will be even worse if they are grown up. The market price is Two thousand five hundred dollars.”

"Hiss~"

The diners couldn't help but gasped when they heard the price.

As for whether it is edible chicken, diners don't care at all. Boss Yuan said that it has been specially bred and must be the most suitable.

"This chicken is regarded as a symbol in Indonesia and can bring good luck to people, so this chicken is raised as a pet chicken and no one eats it." Zongmo said.

"Because this chicken is extremely difficult to breed, and it is extremely beautiful after breeding. Depending on the quality, there was even a Simani chicken that was auctioned and sold for 900,000 US dollars, so it is also called Lamborghini chicken." Zong Mo kept staring at Yuan Zhou when he said this.

After all, using this kind of chicken to stew soup has the same concept as stewing the feng shui red arowana and golden arowana.

That’s the concept of distress.

"So the good-luck chicken raised by someone else came to our place and was served on the dining table." The gentle man in a suit said in summary.

Finally, he added: "Well, it's better to improve the variety, because it doesn't taste good when eaten directly."

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Ps: To be honest, when I was writing this chapter, Caimao ordered a bowl of chicken soup to drink...don't ask, just ask because he's not fat!

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